Unspeakable

So begin the story
While I am at wit's end
To lose this melody, my own memory
A memory not worth my defense
So passionate
Desire is my drug
Being in love is my cost
In our secret place
Where the truth was
Secrets and lies
Passion was known,
With my back against the wall
Desire churned in me
When he presed his lips to mine
With a more than just gentle caress
His eyes looked into mine
When I twined my arms around his neck
No thoughts of the consequences
When his arms went around my waist
No thought of anything
When I let desire control my actions
"Please" he begs
As he presses my hips to his
"It'll feel good, trust me" he murmers into the nape of my neck
Coming back down to Earth
I breath a sigh
And turn away
He looks at me
Pleading with his eyes
His body language makes his intentions clear
"No love, not today"
I breath a sigh
And pull away.

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: New Town, NoDak, USA

Favorite Poets: Ovid

Comments

Morgana Tragic…

17 years ago

Wowie, Hippie Sister!

A very mature poem for your age...but well written at that! I`ll give you a hint- never let a guy pressure you into anything!!!!!! Just be yourself and don`t let him lead you to believe things you know are wrong. You`re a good girl, with a good head on your shoulders...keep that up. The ending to the poem is great, has a feel of finality about it and....almost relief maybe...well written to be sure though, you get better with every poem! Peace N Love Katie Thompson Go Live And Get Rewarded- For anyone who hasn`t joined Rewards yet please do so! The more the merrier! Thanks to all who have already joined, the support is spectacular!

themoonman

17 years ago

Hi Phoenix...

refreshingly good write for me... thanks for posting. You have a talent for writing and keeping the reader interested... keep it up. I do have a suggestion, edit your poems by reading aloud and try to eliminate any stumbles from your own mouth... not always successful for me as I have a terrible southern accent... or lovely, depending on how you see it... lol.... Also, sometimes when writing we can't help but repeat ourselves or even have words in that aren't necessary. I do it, we all do it... I wanted to change the first part of your poem to show how it could be said with less. I'm not suggesting you change the poem, this is for future reference... So began the story while at wit's end, to lose this melody, a memory, not worthy of my defense. Passionate desire is my drug, love is the cost. I do think that "begin" should be "began" in the first line... Richard

phoenixflame

17 years ago

Richard,

Haha this poem was written in the middle of my literature class, I had the strangest urge to write about my experience with my ex, I don't know the reason. But as I was writing, I didn't really care for the formalities, I wasn't even paying attention to the words that were being wrote, I just needed to write. Since I was 11, writing was my therapy. My outlet so I wouldn't consider self-mutalation ever again. I was trying to get the words down fast enough so I wouldn't lose them with the teacher's lecture on the intellect of my class. It was a very real first write for me lol Thank you for your suggestions. Sincerely, PhoenixFlame.

ANC1996

16 years 12 months ago

Hey Girll!

I really like it!Butt... I think the boy has some issues!lol:) Lol, i suck at comments!So i think its relly goood! (No lie girl,No lie) Haha,PEACE! Adri! (I cant belive i actually yawned!)